summary ─ he couldn’t say anything. his brain was screaming at him to say something, but his tongue wasn’t cooperating. the lump in his throat wasn’t helpful, either.
pairing ─ fuckboy!bucky barnes x reader
warnings ─ angst, ANGST, implied smut, language, alcohol consumption, reader is drunk, phone calls, emotions are bitch is the short version lol
a/n ─ henlo, i’m back but without a smut this time because something like this was mandatory lmao hope you like it! please let me know if you do and what you think about this, thank you <333
the (after) party [part one] ─ loft music [part two]
Bucky frowned deeply as he lifted himself off the bed and ditched the condom. The brief satisfaction and relief came with the sex had already washed away from his body, leaving him with a miserable feeling that he desperately tried to ignore but failed almost all the time.
He reached for his jeans after ditching the condom in the trash he spotted in the bathroom and cleaned himself with a couple wet wipes. His t-shirt was thrown over the chair at the corner of the room, so Bucky walked there to get it. He vaguely remembered his shoes being discarded at some place that was close to the door, but he had to find his socks before he got to his shoes.
“You’re leaving already?” He heard Dot ask. Her voice carried the typical disappointed tone. Bucky nodded instead of answering verbally, his eyes were searching for his socks ─ they were on the ground by her closet. Bending down, he grabbed and put them on. “I thought we could cuddle a bit,” she whined. Bucky barely surpassed his eye-roll. He didn’t like very much when women he had been with whined other than having sex.
“Got things to do,” he murmured distractedly. He checked for his wallet and phone by patting his jacket’s pockets. Both were there, so he only had to get his shoes and he could leave.
“You always say that,” she whined again. Bucky sighed harshly but stayed quiet. He pulled his jacket on and briefly ducked into the bathroom to fix his hair. When he decided that he didn’t look debauched anymore, he walked out.
“Because I have things to do,” he gritted through his teeth. As he walked out of the room, he heard the rustle of the sheets and her soft but stubborn footsteps.
“Can I see you again?” Dot asked, moving in front of him before he could open the front door and sneaked out. “I really had a good time, baby.” She batted her lashes, gave him a sly smirk, mischievous sparks were going off in her eyes. Her hands grabbed front of his jacket, and she lifted herself on her tiptoes; now they were nose to nose. “Like tomorrow? Can I see you then?” Bucky shrugged, making her hands fell from his jacket and he took a step back.
“No,” he said. “One night stand term means one night,” he added, practically hissing. He made a move to the door but froze when he heard her.
“Then why did you fuck Y/N for months?” Dot snarled. “Everybody knew, knew that you fucked her for months and saw her again and again─” Bucky turned his body to her. In a blink, he was in front of her and crowded her against the wall. She looked at him, fear all over her face.
“You’re not her,” Bucky hissed. “You’ll never be her. Talk shit about her like that again, it won’t end pretty for you, baby.” Bucky looked at her for another couple seconds and then stormed out of the apartment.
As he walked down the empty street, his body was strangely cold. His chest was heaving with harsh breaths, his eyes were stinging and he had to blink to clear his sight before he realized that he had fucking tears in his eyes.
He sniffed as he wrapped his jacket around his body and stuffed his hands in his pockets. Shoulder up to his ears, Bucky walked down the street with his eyes stinging from the tears he’s been desperately trying to hold back. He didn’t remember a time where he wanted to cry, where he felt… vulnerable. He didn’t know why he was feeling this way, couldn’t see any reason for it, except─
Bucky sighed. The words he said to Dot filled his mind. Shit, he thought. Dot was so going to tell that to everyone. When Bucky took a moment to think about that, that Dot telling everyone what he said to her, he found himself not giving any flying fucks about it. He didn’t care. She could tell anyone she wanted to, Bucky didn’t care.
Because it was the truth.
Dot was not you, would never be you, not in a million years. It really wouldn’t end pretty for Dot if she were to continue talk shit about you ─ which Bucky assumed Dot was going to because she’d most likely to be jealous now. Good, Bucky thought. Dot was great in bed, Bucky liked how vocal she was and how she told him whatever she wanted at that moment, but she wasn’t a very good person other than that. He could care less.
Bucky took a deep breath. There was a lump sitting in his throat, eyes stinging still, and his nose was burning a bit. He wanted to let go, but he didn’t know how. He never let go before.
Just as he sniffed and blinked a couple times to get rid of the tears, he heard his phone going off in his pocket. Pausing for a second on the sidewalk, he pulled it out only to see your name flashing back at him on his phone screen. Bucky frowned. The worry filled his chest, and whoa, it never happened before, and he accepted the call.
“YN/?” He said, the frown still visible on his face, and his eyes were still teary but there was worry in them, now. “Are you okay?” He didn’t hear anything for a short while. There was no sound, no background noise or your voice ringing in his ear. Frown deepening, Bucky pulled the phone off his face to check if you were still on the line, and you were. “Y/N? Are you there?”
“Why didja hav’to fuck me up like t’at?” You finally said, words slurring. Bucky blinked. Were you drunk? You never slurred unless you were drunk out of your mind.
“Y/N, where are you?” Bucky asked immediately. His mind was going off places where you might be, and some terrible imaginative scenes were playing in his mind. “I’m comin’ to pick you up,” he said. “Where are you, baby?” He didn’t mean to call you that, but it became a habit after all the time he spent with you.
He heard you chuckle adorably in his ear. “I love when you call me that,” you said, making him smile faintly. The worry was still there, though. “Makes me feel like ‘m somethin’ precious.” Bucky swallowed the words ‘it’s because you’re’, only to make the lump sitting on his throat bigger. “Why didja have to do it?”
“What do you mean?” Bucky asked right back. He had no idea what you were talking about and figured if he made you talk, you might tell him where you were. He heard you sniff and some glasses clinking. There was a faint cheering sound on the background. “Baby, where are you?”
“You made me fall in love with you,” you murmured, and it was the most sober you sounded since he picked up. Bucky froze. His somehow already cold body was even colder now, his lungs were rejecting the oxygen and he felt his eyes burning even more. The muscle in his jaw clenched. “I loved you, but you walked away. Why did you do it?”
What could he possibly to say to that?
Because I was scared that I love you, too?
Because I’m a fuck up, and you deserve better?
Because I love you so much, I’d kill for you?
None of the answers would justify what he did, he knew, but goddammit, he was fucking scared. He didn’t want to get hurt again; he went through that heartbreak once and it was enough for him for a lifetime. After that phase of his life, he became cruel to his partners, he knew this, too. He took his pain and anger out of them most of the time, and the thought of he might have fallen in love again was terrifying.
“You left me behind at that party,” you continued. “I know we broke up way before that─” You cut yourself off with an emotionless laugh that sounded much more like a sob. “Did we even have a relationship, Bucky?” You sounded so upset, so small and sad, all Bucky wanted to do was to reach out to you through his phone and give you a big hug. “I always thought we did, but I knew you never see me in that way. I know I’m not enough.”
Oh, it hurt.
It hurt like motherfucker.
Bucky felt his heart skip a few beats, seizing up in its small cage, as the tears in his eyes finally rolled down his cheeks. The tears burned their way down his frozen face, his tingling nose was a great company to its burn. He couldn’t say anything. His brain was screaming at him to say something, but his tongue wasn’t cooperating. The lump in his throat wasn’t helpful, either.
“I loved how special you made me feel,” you murmured with a small voice, it felt like you were smiling. Sniffing lightly, you continued. “I liked how you got to know me so well. It made me feel like I was being cared for, like someone was finally giving their attention to me fully.”
Bucky tried to swallow the lump so that he could say something, but it didn’t budge. His throat was burning with the urge to scream; tears still rolling down on his cheeks and wetting his face, his body was an ice cube, but your voice warmed him up a bit.
He knew he had to come forward with his feelings, he had to face with them, but he was scared; so scared that it was making him slowly lose the best thing in his life.
“You broke my heart, but I love you anyway,” you whispered. “Why I love you still, Bucky? I don’t want to. It only hurts me more.” Bucky’s chin trembled. You didn’t want to love him, and he made that. He caused that. He hated himself for it. He hated how fucked up he was to make you hate to love someone.
Sniffing, Bucky cleared his throat. “Y/N,” he started. “Where are you?” He heard you sob, more glass clinking and suddenly, all the noise was cut off. “Y/N?” Please, he thought, please tell me where you are, please.
“It hurt me to kick you out the other night,” you said instead. Bucky closed his eyes, sending another wave of tears down his cheeks. “All I wanted to do was to snuggle with you like we used to, but that night at the party… You hurt me so much, James.”
Fuck, Bucky forgot how much heartbreak could hurt him, how much pain it had brought with itself. His heart was skipping beats, his body felt cold and strange to him, his hands were trembling and his eyes kept producing more tears.
Bucky was hurting. He was hurting so much.
He hated himself for being a coward.
“Y/N,” Bucky said. “I’m begging you, please, please, tell me where you are, baby. Please.” He listened to your sniffs and soft sobs for a minute. He waited patiently for you to answer him. His head was buzzing, a headache was slowly tearing its way through, his eyes were hurting from all the silent crying he was doing and he was cold.
He craved your hug. They always made him feel warm.
“Transviolet,” you whispered. “I don’t wanna see you, though. Just makes me wanna cry.” Bucky sighed. He knew where you were now, and even though it was going to hurt you to see him, he had to make sure that you were alright and safe. Taking a deep breath, Bucky looked around. Surprisingly, he was very close to Transviolet.
“Five minutes, baby,” he said. “I know you don’t wanna see me, but I wanna make sure you’re alright. Don’t go anywhere, okay?” Bucky quickly crossed the street, using his long legs to his advantage; he started to take big steps, almost running. “Stay with me. Stay on the phone.” He heard your soft hum of approval.
“Dunno if I ever stop,” you murmured when he round the corner to the street that led to the bar you were waiting for him.
“Stop what, honey?” Bucky kept the conversation going, he had to. He couldn’t let you go non-verbal on him while you were this drunk. You could go as much non-verbal as you wanted to when he was near you.
“Loving you,” you answered him, and Bucky stumbled over his next step. All this time, Bucky somehow always knew that you were in love with him, but hearing it was a total different experience. He didn’t know hearing it could get addictive, though, it was new.
Clearing his throat lightly, Bucky carefully voiced his words: “Do you want to? Truly, I mean.” You hummed. Bucky started walking again, and he could actually see the sign: Neon purple color was winking at him in the middle of the night. His feet quickened their pace.
“No,” you murmured. “But I should.” Bucky felt his heart break into the nth piece with your words, but he deserved them. He deserved to hear those words, but he did not deserve you. He sighed. “You hurt me so much, but make me feel like I’m someone who can be loved. It’s weird.” Bucky faintly smiled at your whiny voice.
“Is it?” He said, just to keep you talking. He was so close now, and he could actually see you standing in front of the bar. You were against the wall, arms folded against your chest, and you were trembling slightly. Bucky frowned. “I’m almost there, honey,” he murmured. You hummed again. Looking around, Bucky started running towards you when he didn’t see any cars on the street. His arms were itching to wrap around you.
Bucky ended the call when he stepped onto the sidewalk you were standing on. You lifted your head and looked at him a little sleepily. “Hey there, sweetheart,” Bucky whispered. You smiled widely. Bucky smiled at you right back. Scooping you up in his arms, he held you against him tightly. “Let’s get you home, alright?” You nodded, leaning into his touch. He called an Uber while never releasing his hold on you. You probably had your coat and bag inside, and he had to get you your coat, you were freezing. “C’mon,” he murmured as he led you inside. You shivered when the warm atmosphere of the bar hit your frozen body.
Quickly finding your bag and coat, Bucky put them on you but slung your bag over his shoulder. You were leaning into him fully, now, totally taking advantage of his newly renewed body heat. Your hair smelled like your shampoo, and Bucky felt tears collecting in his eyes again. He blinked them away. To distract himself, he pulled out his phone and opened his group chat with his friends.
what would y’all say if i were to tell you that i’m in love? pls answer honestly, he pressed sent and saw Steve and Sam writing their responses.
i would say you’re bullshitting me, Sam said, and Bucky rolled his eyes. you don’t love, barnes, he added.
ditto, Steve sent. you only make them fall in love and just walk away. that’s your brand, pal. Bucky felt the hurt poking him harshly again, and he closed his eyes for a second, focusing on your sweet scent to calm himself down. His phone pinged. It was Clint and Loki.
you usually just fuck them, man, you don’t love, Clint said. Ouch, Bucky thought.
sometimes you drive them to the brink of suicide, too, Loki sent, and Bucky clenched his jaw. He could see Steve, Sam and Clint objecting immediately, but it was true. It had happened once. Biting his lip, Bucky wrote a reply with shaky hands.
i do, though. i really love her, he sent. The other immediately started writing something back. i’d die for her, y’know. i really would. The ‘writing’ thing disappeared. Bucky heard a honk and looked outside. gotta go, he sent quickly and locked his phone.
“Come on, honey,” he murmured softly to you, and you whined. “Home, love, we’re going home.” You looked up at him, sleepy expression all over your face. Bucky smiled. His fingers fixed your hair with gentle moves. You closed your eyes and nuzzled his hand when it cradled your cheek.
“Mmm,” you purred adorably. “Love you,” you whispered. Bucky surpassed the soft whimper that almost crawled out of his mouth. Instead he kissed your forehead and led you to the Uber waiting for you guys outside.
Once inside the car, Bucky cuddled you against his body. Your sweet scent filling up his lungs, body next to his, he relaxed a little. You were almost asleep when he whispered: “I love you, too.”
You just hummed, burying your face into the crook of his neck while holding onto him tightly. Bucky placed another kiss on your forehead and rested his cheek on your hair.
Then, Bucky took a deep, deep, breath and let go. He let the hurt and tears mix as he cried and cried silently all the while holding you against his chest, cradling you in his arms as if you were something precious.
“I love you so much, too,” he whispered again just because he could and buried a soft sob into your hair.
It hurt so much, the pain was leaving him breathless most of the time, but Bucky was used to it.
He had been used to it for a long time. He could handle it like he did before.
He just wasn’t sure if this time he would be able to survive it.
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𝑭𝑰𝑪 𝑹𝑬𝑪𝑺 𝙸
Basically a list of all my favorite fics.
Bucky x reader:
☽ 𝙇𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙀𝙭𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙞𝙨𝙚 by @angrythingstarlight Beefy!Bucky x Reader
"Bucky decides to show you how good an intense work out can be,
starting with the pull up bar."
☽ 𝙄 𝘿𝙞𝙙 𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘽𝙖𝙙 by @sinner-as-saint
Bodyguard!Stucky x Reader
"You’re a rich spoilt brat, and your two bodyguards are the ones who
have to put up with you and your attitude all day every day. Until one
day, they’ve had about enough. And they decide to tame the brat in
☽ 𝙎𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙠𝙡𝙚𝙙 by @bucksfucks
Dad’sbestfriend!bucky x Reader
"when your boyfriend dumps you over text you end up at bucky’s door."
☽ 𝘾𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙚 by @bucksfucks
Neighbour!bucky x Reader
"you have it all— the nice car, the huge house, and the cheating husband. now all you need is a way out."
☽ 𝙁𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝘽𝙤𝙮𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙊𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙨𝙢𝙨 (series) by @bucksfucks
Roommate!bucky x Reader
"when your roommate, bucky, begs you to be his fake girlfriend to his best friends wedding, you eventually say yes with some rules. but rules are set only to be broken."
☽ 𝟱 𝙖𝙢 by @bucksfucks
Fuckboy!bucky x Reader
"just when you think you’re free from bucky’s grip, he holds tighter. but truthfully, he just doesn’t ever want to lose you, he just can’t tell you until it all comes out."
☽ 𝙉𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 by @bucksfucks
Hades!bucky x Reader
"they say that evil lurks in the forest, but you’d never expected to be faced with him."
☽ 𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙃𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙏𝙤 𝙔𝙤𝙪 by @angrythingstarlight
Beefy!Bucky x Reader
"Bucky has to leave for one final tour and then he's coming home to you, he promises. And he's never broken a promise."
☽ 𝙏𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙒𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙚 𝘿𝙖𝙮𝙨 by @angrythingstarlight
Beefy!Bucky x Reader
"You should have known better than to leave Bucky alone. He’s had three whole days to think of what he’s going to do when you get back."
☽ 𝙎𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙎𝙪𝙜𝙖𝙧 by @angrythingstarlight
Chubby Baker!Bucky x Reader
"She broke his heart but you're not going to let her win. Bucky deserves the best and you're going to give it to him."
☽ 𝙀𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙏𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙚 by @angrythingstarlight
TFAWS Bucky x Reader
"Bucky had to sit back and watch another man touch you, but now that the ruse is over, he’s going to erase every trace of him off your skin."
☽ 𝙁𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙈𝙚 𝙐𝙥 by @angrythingstarlight
Jealous Bucky x Reader
"Bucky finds out about your little game and he is not pleased. Based on a plot twist for Stretch you out."
☽ 𝘿𝙤𝙜 𝙏𝙖𝙜𝙨 by @baroquebucky
TFAWS Bucky x Reader
"bucky is always wearing his dog tags, you like to keep your hands busy"
☽ 𝙁𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙒𝙖𝙮 by @creme-bruhlee
Alpha!grunge!bucky barnes x innocent!omega!Reader
"bucky thinks you’re paying too much attention to steve, so he shows you exactly who you belong to."
☽𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 by @bucksbestgirl
Bucky Barnes x Reader
"Bucky wants a little something to get him through a long mission."
☽ 𝙎𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙧 𝙋𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙝 by @buckyblues Boxer!bucky x Reader
"Bucky thought he knew what was his, until he accidentally let it roam free."
☽ 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙈𝙚 𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 by @celestialbarnes
Bucky Barnes x Reader
"you and bucky have been flirting and screwing around for months now, after seeing him getting frisky with someone else, you decide to do the same and bucky’s just about had enough."
☽ 𝘾𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝘾𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙙 by @marvelouscaptainrogers
Stucky x Reader
"After Steve struggles with a confession he had been holding on to for a while, Y/N walks in on a rather heated moment between Steve and Bucky, who are ecstatic to bring her along for the fun."
☽ 𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝘽𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙃𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙨 (series) by @sweet-barnes
Biker!bucky x Reader
"When Y/N’s older brother Steve gets into a near fatal accident, she’s the emergency contact. The notorious biker gang she finds littering the hospital is unexpected and so is the news that Steve is the leader’s best friend and right hand man, the infamous James Buchanan Barnes."
☽ 𝘼𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 (series) by @all1e23
Firefighter!Bucky x Reader
"Orion Rebecca Barnes's favorite thing in the whole world (besides her daddy of course) is spending hours after school in the bookstore by her house and the owner GIVES her any book she wants; she’s the coolest girl Orion has ever met. It doesn't take long for Bucky to notice his daughter’s sudden interest in constellations and the large stack of astrology related books piling up in her room. He’s spent her entire life trying to teach her about the stars and where her name came from with little interest from his little comet and all of sudden she’s in love. All thanks to the girl who owns the bookstore?"
☽ 𝙋𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨 (series) by @buckycuddlebuddy
Dadsbestfriend!buckybarnes x Reader
"what they were doing was wrong, both of them knew that. it had to be kept as a secret. not everyone would understand what they have, she knew that much. they’d look at them and see an older man misleading a girl so much younger than him. it wasn’t the thing, though. that had never been the thing. it wasn’t misleading, taking advantage ─whatever they called their situation. it was love. forbidden, not-society-friendly, but love."
☽ 𝘽𝙖𝙗𝙮, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙔𝙤𝙪 by @nsfwsebbie
Bucky Barnes x Reader
"He hopes you can feel it, because nobody else can heal it but you. Baby, but you."
☽ 𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙂𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙚 by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor
(dark) Professor!Bucky x Reader
☽ 𝙁𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙁𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙡 by @sunmoonandbucky
Bucky barnes x Reader, past Steve rogers x Reader
"After the events of Endgame, you struggle to come to terms with what you’ve lost, though you’re learning that you still have something to gain."
☽ 𝙎𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙥𝙖𝙬 (series) by @gogolucky13
Boxer!Bucky Barnes x Reader
"Tied up in the criminal world your godfather has built, you have no reason to leave, until you find one in the man they call Southpaw."
☽ 𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙣𝙖𝙥 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙁𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 by @babycap
TFAWS Bucky x Reader
"Bucky Barnes is a selfish, reclusive asshole who never answers the phone. When John Walker takes up the shield, he emerges from his Brooklyn apartment in a fit of rage that drives the only two people left to care about him in this post-Snap world over the edge. It all comes to a head on trip to Germany. Includes spoilers for TFATWS, episode two."
☽ 𝙎𝙚𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝘿𝙚𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙩 by @babycap
Bucky Barnes x Reader
"Bucky Barnes was a romantic, sure—but a hopeless romantic? He’d never believed in the whole ‘love-at-first-sight’ thing, not before the war and certainly not now. So when he stumbles into his building, fresh out of yet another demoralizing therapy session, to find his new neighbor blocking the stairs with her mattress, he should be his usual scoffing, unamused self—right? Everything changes with her (and that mattress)."
☽ 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙈𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 (series) by @babyboibucky
CEO!Bucky Barnes x Reader
"You come across your boss’ Tinder profile."
☽ 𝘼 𝙋𝙞𝙚𝙘𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝘾𝙖𝙠𝙚 by @buckybarnesdiaries
Bucky Barnes x Reader
"Something happens at Shuri's birthday party that leads to a heated fight."
☽ 𝘽𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 & 𝙋𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚 by @witchysoldier
Boss!Bucky Barnes x Assistant!Reader
"You’ve always lusted after your boss, but little did you know, he lusted after you too."
☽ 𝘼𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙉𝙚𝙘𝙠 by @beyondspaceandstars
TFAWS Bucky x Reader
"Something sparks in you when you watch Bucky wrap his hand -- the metal hand -- around Zemo’s throat."
☽ 𝙏𝙧𝙞𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙮 (series) by @buckycuddlebuddy
Fuckboy!bucky barnes x Reader
"Most of the time you were with him, you were used for pleasure only, you knew that, and he wasn’t hiding it. maybe it was how good he made you feel that made you fell in love with him, or maybe it was the fact that he somehow made you feel like you were someone ─ but you fell in love with him. although you knew in the beginning that you shouldn’t have, it was way too late for that, now. you were in too deep."
☽ 𝘿𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡’𝙨 𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙠 (series) by @babyboibucky
CleanRockstar!Bucky x Fem!Reader
"You accept a temp job as a runner for a rockstar’s concert."
☽ 𝙉𝙤 𝙇𝙞𝙛𝙚𝙜𝙪𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝘿𝙪𝙩𝙮 by @buckys-blue-eyes
Lifeguard!Bucky x Reader
"A shitty motel pool isn’t the place you expected to meet the man of your dreams."
☽ 𝙇𝙖𝙢𝙗 by @buckycuddlebuddy
Tws!bucky barnes x Reader
“he didn’t even take you home, did he?” he smirked. he placed his flesh hand over your stomach, fingers expertly undoing the buttons of your shirt.
☽ 𝙎𝙣𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 & 𝙇𝙖𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨 (series) by @imaginativeavengers
Bucky x Reader x Steve
"You're on holiday with your Mafia boyfriends Bucky and Steve, but the weather leads to you all having a miserable time. Bucky and Steve come up with a great idea to pass the time whilst they wait for the sun to come out."
☽ 𝘽𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙔𝙤𝙪 (series) by @celestialbarnes
Ex!bucky barnes x Reader
"Desperate to find a place to stay after your boyfriend cheated on you, you end up crashing at bucky’s apartment, the problem is he’s the ex that you never really got over and he’s got a new girl who doesn’t like you very much."
☽ 𝙉𝙤 𝙂𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙗𝙮𝙚 (series) by @badassbuchanan
Bucky Barnes x Reader
"Bucky’s left to pick up the pieces of a broken heart"
☽ 𝙞 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙧𝙮 (𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙞 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙖) by @belowva Rockstar!bucky barnes x Reader
"there's nothing in the world that bucky loves more than spoiling his girl - but sometimes he ends up treating himself too."
☽ 𝙊𝙫𝙚𝙧 & 𝙊𝙫𝙚𝙧 by @mrwinterr
Pornstar!Bucky Barnes AU x Pornstar!Female Reader
"You’re an up-and-coming adult film star secretly eager to work with the popular Bucky Barnes, and with just the right connections, your paths cross much sooner than later."
☽ 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙖 𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙡 (series) by @justreadingfics
Bucky Barnes x Reader
" You’re out of a relationship of 10 years and you’re just in desperate need to get laid, no strings attached, no romance, no complications. You dear friend Natasha feels like she’s going to regret this later, but she might have the perfect guy to fulfill your needs."
☽ 𝙎𝙪𝙣𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙚 (series) by @wkemeup
Veteran!bucky x librarian!reader
"After an explosion takes his arm and his only sense of belonging, Bucky is discharged from active duty and sent back to civilian life. Left with a storm of unchecked guilt, Bucky is content to live out the rest of his days in the hollow comfort of the dark. This is, until Sam drags him down to the local VA and he meets you."
☽ 𝙎𝙖𝙛𝙚 𝙋𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙇𝙖𝙣𝙙 by @sunlightdances
Modern!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
"You and Bucky are both standing up for Steve and Peggy’s wedding. Checking in at the hotel for the weekend, you’re horrified to realize there’s been a problem. A big problem."
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𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 ; 𝘣𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺
summary: “are you sure bucky?” you questioned as you sat perched on his thigh. “yes toots it’s okay just get yourself off on my thigh” he grinned as he stretched back against the couch. “nothing more princess just to fix that problem of yours” you slowly nodded.
warnings: smut, fuckboy!bucky x fem!reader, i some how made him soft roommate!bucky, thigh riding, reader drinks (but not much and does give consent!), fwb relationship, the ending has some angst.
If someone asked you, you would have no idea what to say as to how you were currently having a conversation about kinks with your roommate bucky. You think it began when he wanted to have a conversation, about the lastest girl he hooked up with or something. Her having some weird kink, you don’t remember.
“You know I’m gonna need a drink, if we are gonna continue this conversation” you groaned softly while getting off the plush brown couch. “Get me one too we’ll be here a while, with the amount of stories I have about moments like this” bucky's face held a small shit eating grin. You quickly fake gag at your roommate, before grabbing two small glasses to pour whiskey in.
You were quick to down your cup. It burned on the way to your stomach causing you to cough softly. “Slow down there why don’t you toots” he chuckled. You roll your eyes before filling your glass again.
You plop down on the couch and snuggle into yourself after handing Bucky his drink. You shiver slightly, you only wore a small shorts and shirt pajama set. It distracted Buck a bit as it left little to his imagination. He had continued to blab on about different stories, of different girls he’s been with. You take note about how he seems to sleep with a lot of girls with weird kinks. His voice became background noise as the small bit of whiskey starts to hit you. You were kind of a light weight admittedly. You let the tipsy feeling consume your body but slow your drinking.
“Why does it seem like you are attracted to girls who like things you don’t like?” you blurt out, cutting Bucky off from his third story.
“That’s a mystery to me as well” Bucky let out a small chuckle and continued.
“Come on, what? Have you not attracted guys with weird kinks? Or have a kink a guy found odd?” His brows furrowed as he took a sip.
“I don’t sleep with as many people as you have there, buddy”
“But no, the few guys I have been with were painfully vanilla and for that I’ve never even mentioned this one kink I have” you shrug softly as finished.
This happened to peak your roommates attention, he needed to know what it was. “And what would the one kink you have be?” He pushed on slightly hoping you’d answer.
You chuckled and scoffed lightly, you found it rather funny that he was so interested. “Why would I tell you?, you'd probably find it odd like all the kinks those girls had” you take a quick sip of the burning whiskey, it was hitting your system faster it seemed the more you drank. “Come on toots just tell me, you’re so innocent I doubt it’s bad” his flesh hand rested on your bare knee. You steal a small glance at it in confusion.
What the hell, why not.
“I’ve wanted to ride a guys thigh, I always chicken out when asking any guy I’m sleeping with” the whiskey in your system was aiding you in the confession. “In fear of him pretty much reacting how you did to all those girls” you scoff and watch his face waiting on a reaction.
His face never changed. He seemed to have no reaction, you didn’t know if that was good or not.
“Well wait if you’ve never actually done that then how do you know you like it” Buck questioned as his hand started sliding further up. He also began moving closer to you. You could stop him, you knew that but you liked his soft hands touching you. “Okay so I guess a more accurate statement is, it’s a kink I really want to try” you correct yourself with a tiny smile.
“Why not test it on me toots” Bucky offered, causing you to burst out in a tiny fit of laughter. “You can’t be serious, Bucky.” you manage to squeak out in between laughs. This caused him to roll his eyes at your childish reaction. “I’m being serious, I don’t find it weird and it’s a test to see if you’d really like it or not” he began explaining once you calmed down.
You could hear in his voice he was being sincere and genuine. The minute the realization hits you, heat spreads through your entire body. Wetness began pooling at your core at the idea of it running through your head. You hated to admit to yourself but you did find Bucky attractive. You knew you shouldn’t be as attracted to a man like him as you were.
You look up to him with your eyes glazed over, while squeezing your thighs together. Now you desperately craved that friction against your clit. A cocky smirk forms on his face as he takes in the affect the offer had on you. “Wanna ride my thigh baby” he offers again softly, as his metal hand holds your chin pulling your body closer to him. You nod slowly but that wasn’t enough.
“I need words toots, I want your verbal contest please baby” he may be a dickhead, but he knew you were tipsy. He just wanted to make sure this was what you wanted. “Please buck, I want to ride your thigh” you whine softly as the throbbing in your core was beginning to annoy you.
Once he gets what he wanted he pulls you into his lap, resting his hands on your hips. “We’re gonna start slow princess” he grins as you whine and squirm against him. He knew he was winding you up and teasing you. It filled him with satisfaction.
“May I kiss you baby?” He questioned and you mumbled out a little yes before pressing your chest against his. He pulls your hips against his once again as he smashed his lips into yours.
His breath tastes like whiskey and you didn’t mind. You whine and wrap your arms around his neck attempting to deepen the kiss. You could feel Bucky already growing hard beneath you. Your body fills with pride at how fast you were turning him on.
Bucky shifts your body over to his thigh and that’s when worry starts to hit you. This was actually happening, yes you wanted this very badly. Expect you didn’t take into account how it would affect your relationship with him. He was your roommate and even your friend.
You whine and pull away from the kiss to begin voicing your concerns.
“Are you sure Bucky?” you questioned as you sat perched on his thigh. “Yes toots it’s okay, just get yourself off on my thigh” He grinned as he stretched back against the couch.
“nothing more princess just to fix that problem of yours” you slowly nodded. “You may wanna take off these flimsy little shorts baby” he instructed as he snapped the waistband of said shorts, against your hip bone. “Then if you feel comfortable, your panties as well it will make it feel much better princess” he finished as you whined softly. You just wanted to get to pleasuring yourself on your roommate's thick thigh.
You began repeating that in your head to reassure yourself as you slipped off your sleep shorts. You discard them somewhere onto the floor near you. You left on your soaked pair of panties, they were already ruined as it was. You look back at Bucky with a small embarrassed smile. “I don’t exactly know how to start Buck” you whine.
He nods and grinned softly as he grips your hips once again. “I’ll guide your hips to start toots” you nodded even though he couldn’t see you. His gaze was fixated on your hips engulfed in his big hands.
He begins to rock your hips against his thigh slowly. You gasp softly and watch as he makes your hips rock against his thigh. He clenches his thigh and begins rocking your hips slightly faster. You moaned as the small amount of attention your clit was being given filled you with relief.
“Good girl” bucky growls, as a wet spot of your slick begins forming on his Jean clad thigh. The air in the room was starting to feel hotter and thicker than before. “Just keep rutting your cunt against my thigh like this baby” he aids you as he slips his hands off. You nod and moan louder as you pick up pace a bit more.
Bucky tears his eyes away from you for a split second to peel off this shirt. He throws it over by the laundry room door. He could care less as to where your clothes land in the apartment. He just knew there needed to be less clothes involved. He glued his eyes back to you desperately trying to get off on his thigh.
He began clenching his thigh once again aiding you to your release. “You gonna cum for me toots?” He teased. “Wanna cum from my thigh princess?”
You couldn’t seem to form words, the pleasure consumed your body. You whine quite loudly as you nod and rut your hips faster. You begin rustling your hands around bucky’s body below you and grab for his metal hand.
“Whatcha doing there baby?”
Without answering Buck you grip his wrist and drag his hand up to your throat. You hoped he would understand what you wanted. “Fuck, such a good girl” he growls and squeezed your throat in his vibraum hand. You whine and grip his wrist harder as your other hand claws at his chest.
He knew your nails would leave scratch marks, he could care less he only cared about making you cum.
You suddenly stopped rutting your pussy against his hip as your high washed over you. You moan and whimper as his hand choking you made your orgasm more intense.
Once you come down from your high, bucky let’s go of your neck. You collapse into his large chest and whine. He chuckled softly and began to play with your hair. “So I think it’s safe to say you liked riding my thigh toots”
“Yeah no shit dumbass” you groan with sarcasm thick in your voice. You wanted to smack him but felt too sleepy to take your hands off his sides.
You repeated it in your head once more. It didn’t seem to matter though as you slowly fell asleep against the super soldier's chest.
You knew though, it meant nothing more than what it was to Bucky. This was just an experiment.
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❣ Pool Day ❣ p*star!bucky ❣ p*star!bucky ❣ fake boyfriend real orgasms series list ❣ needy ❣ use me ❣ fuckboy!bucky ❣ dog tags ❣ losers ❣ fuck you, barnes ❣ shut up ❣ come over ❣ alone time? ❣ dog tags ❣ such a good girl ❣ let's workout ❣ praise kink ❣ choking kink ❣ practice ❣ forever ❣ beard ❣ winter soldier outfit ❣ rockstar!bucky ❣ I know he doesn't fuck you like I do ❣ a good time ❣ messy ❣ dead of night ❣ wholesome ❣ take a seat ❣ lemonade ❣ tiny ❣ kitchen floor ❣ handyman ❣ record ❣ boss ❣ camping ❣ fbro ❣ clandestine pt.2 ❣ bruises ❣ phone call ❣ worship ❣ 12 am rendezvous ❣ three a.m. pt.2 ❣ innocence ❣ the feeling's mutual ❣ stress relief ❣ stranded ❣ small ❣ fingers ❣ hold it ❣ midnight delight ❣ fuck you ❣
❣ Stepdad!Bucky ❣
❣ it's all fun and games ❣
❣ sweet dreams ❣ drunk in love ❣
❣ needy ❣ fake boyfriend ❣ thigh riding ❣ baby ❣ tattoos ❣
❣ kinks headcanon (ft. Sam Wilson) ❣ mom's house ❣
❣ just a little thunder ❣ lingerie ❣ bring me to paradise pt.2 ❣ a happy accident ❣
❣ protective bucky headcanon ❣
❣ cockslut ❣
❣ angel ❣
❣ bitter mistake ❣
❣ give her back now (winter soldier!bucky) ❣ little dove (wintersoldier!bucky) ❣ bratty ❣
❣ red henly ❣ don't let me lost my mind ❣
❣ my number is 0 ❣
❣ 2 a.m. ❣
❣ Deep Web Masterlist ❣
❣ a helping paw ❣
❣ love me right ❣
❣ doll ❣
❣ teasing ❣
❣ pleasure dom ❣
❣ pushing your luck ❣
❣ I can teach you ❣
❣ marked ❣
❣ A+ ❣
❣ pretty ❣
❣ to hell & back ❣
❣ metal arm ❣
❣ accidental pictures ❣
❣ sunshine ❣
❣ attention ❣
❣ sweet nightmares ❣ sweet little thing ❣
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Fuckboy!Bucky fucking you while on the phone with his buddies. “What am I doing? Well I’m doing something pretty sweet right now.” He shoves his fingers in your mouth and smirks. “Be there in 10 guys, save me a spot. Save me two spot actually.”
bucky having you face down ass up in his bed and he gets a phone call and you’re like oh there’s no way he’s gonna take it but he does.
and he doesn’t stop for one fucking second either, hips working steadily still.
“‘m fuckin’ my girl what’s it sound like?” he barks out, metal hand placed between your shoulder blades to keep you pinned to his bed.
“be there in 20, yeah. save me a sp—actually, save me two,” before hanging up and folding his body against yours “‘cause ‘m nowhere near done with you, baby.” 😵💫
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Until You Breathe Fresher Air
Pairing: fboy!Bucky x reader
18 + MINORS DNI
Word Count: 3.1k
Warnings: the most angsty thing i've ever written, toxic relationship, emotional manipulation, harsh language, smut ( unprotected sex, pet names, overstimulation )
Synopsis: You've been in a relationship with Bucky since college. You spend six years in a relationship with him, convinced you can somehow change him. You deal with his antics for longer than you can handle. Finally realizing how unhealthy your relationship is, you decide to make a decision you've been avoiding for far too long.
AU Masterlist | Masterlist
Coffee didn’t taste the same anymore.
Acidic, bitter, salty and sour.
The smell alone was a reminder of how naive you were. It felt like yesterday you had woken up in his dorm room to the smell of coffee. You remembered sitting up in his bed holding the comforter close to your bare skin. He was leaning against the counter with his arms crossed over his chest, swaying in order to keep himself awake. The coffee filter dripped over and over filling the pot slowly. Light streamed through the window shining against the tile floors. Looking over at you he smiled before shooting you a wink that was forever seared in your mind.
A promising glance into who he could’ve been.
Dumping your cup out into the sink you quickly decided you’d never want coffee again. This felt routine now - finding things that you could no longer enjoy because of him. Sitting the cup down in the sink you stared at the liquid slowly going down the drain. Beside your cup was his cup - the one he didn’t care to drink two mornings before. You couldn’t bring yourself to dump it out. The symbolism felt too real. All of these emotions you were finally coming to terms with were far too real.
He’d been messaging you more than usual over the weekend. He told you he was going to a concert with some friends, but you weren’t inclined to believe him. It wouldn’t be surprising to you if he was out with some girl getting his fill for the weekend. Unfortunately, the thought of him with someone else didn’t make you cry anymore. You were out of tears.
‘I miss you.’
‘I can’t wait to see you.’
Turning away from the sink you felt that familiar tingle behind your eyes. The tingle you’d been working so hard to push away. You’d just woken up and you already wanted to go back to bed. There was no reason to be awake. You couldn’t even create a reason to be awake. The house was clean, you’d already gotten the groceries you needed, and the plants were watered. Realizing that this is what your life had become over the past few weeks was nothing short of eye opening.
You’d turned down jobs, left your family, lost friends, gave up on your goals all because you thought you could change him.
Dragging yourself up the stairs you went straight back into the bedroom you shared with him. Climbing straight into bed you stared at the empty spot next to you. His shirt was still laying on the edge of the bed from when he felt like using you under the guise of love. He was so good at lying you would’ve believed him if you didn’t know him. Looking at him as he feigned adoration you saw a glimpse of who you fell in love with. Desperate to have that feeling again you let yourself believe him. Believe that he had an ounce of respect towards you anymore.
Like an addict chasing the sensation of their first high.
“Bucky, oh-” He cut you off with a searing kiss. Letting go of your dignity you chased that pleasure. The satisfaction you could only get from Bucky. You couldn’t compare anyone else you had ever been with to him, and that made the pain a lot worse. Bucky was your end game, and you were Bucky’s favorite game to play. Spend his weekends with other girls, listen to you bitch about how upset you were, and ultimately end up with you beneath him.
“Baby girl, you’re so good to me.”
That should’ve been a slap in the face. Like he was pointing and laughing at the fact that no matter how terrible he was you wouldn’t dare to step out on him. He had to know how stupid you were for him. Especially whenever he had himself buried deep inside you pulling out some of the most humiliating sounds known to man. Your entire being laid out before him, baring your soul to him as if he would see your vulnerability and be gentle on your spirit.
“Baby girl-” Like always his pace was unbelievable. Your legs already felt like jelly wrapped firmly around his waist wanting him as close as he could possibly get. Reaching down between the two of you he rubbed circles into your most sensitive spot, eyes burning into your skin watching your face twist in pleasure. “Look at you. Such a fuckin’ mess for me.” His filthy words pushed you over the edge, but that didn’t stop him. He would keep going until you were on the verge of blacking out, making sure you were filled with him. Claiming you as his and leaving marks on the softest parts of your skin.
“I love you. God, I love you.”
You wanted to believe him. Your heart begged with your mind trying to convince yourself that this was it, he was going to be different now. With his affection came the apologies. Countless apologies for how he had mistreated you, and each time you’d let him back in. Promise him that you weren’t mad, and that it wasn’t his fault that he was going through all those things.
You’d convince yourself it was your fault before you accepted the fact he just didn’t love you.
Bucky would hold you and tell you how much you meant to him. How he wanted you by his side forever, or how he dreamed of a perfectly domestic life with you. All of it was in vain. As much as you wanted it to be real, it just wasn’t. You couldn’t blur the lines of fantasy and reality anymore – it was becoming easier to make the distinction at least.
He’d say the most beautiful things.
‘I just kiss you in the middle of the night to remind myself I’m alive… that I’ve got you right here with me.’
‘You’re my world, baby.’
‘I love you.’
You’d just smile softly and run your hands through his hair. You’d always respond the same, “I love you Bucky.” He’d smile just before falling asleep. While you were left to stare at the face of a man who had broken you down into nothing but a shell of your former self. You no longer looked forward to things. You didn’t hold out hope. You expected to be let down.
You had gotten used to feeling alone.
Running your hand across the cool sheets you felt a hot tear slip down your cheek. Leave it to Bucky to make you cry without even being around. Your phone kept buzzing, and you kept ignoring it. You could already predict the messages.
Questions from your close friends asking if you’d finally done it, family asking the same thing, and Bucky telling you he was coming home soon.
Tonight was going to be your last night of living like this – cooped up in an apartment acting as a broken toy for your boyfriend.
You were going to leave Brooklyn, take a flight out to wherever your heart desired, and leave this chapter of your life behind. Never turning back or regretting a thing. Tonight was going to be the end of your six year love affair, and no amount of convincing would make you stay.
You’d already prepared for those pretty blue eyes to just beg you to stay. Promise you he’d never do you wrong again. You’d prepared for his desperate kisses as if the contact would make you linger awhile longer.
As much as you loved that man, you knew you wouldn’t last another month in this relationship.
James Buchanan Barnes had walked into your life and wrapped you up in his charming ways just to tear you apart.
You loved him unconditionally for too long. You wished you could be that young college girl again, falling in love with a boy all of your friends warned you about. Listening to him promise you the world and more. Waking up tangled in messy sheets and having kisses laid all over your skin. Him making you feel like you were the most beautiful woman in the world.
Fantasies were safe, but now you had one foot in reality.
And you were ready to step through to the other side.
Leaving Bucky behind.
Bucky sat at the bar spinning his drink with a straw. Steve was lingering nearby giving a speech to a poor girl who just wanted to take him home. The atmosphere was very much alive, but he just wasn’t in the mood. There was an unsettling feeling in the pit of his stomach.
This weekend he’d been through hell – listening to his friends give him down the road for the way he had been treating you. He had every intent of venting to them about the pettiness of the argument the two of you had, but they were quick to defend you.
It wasn’t a secret to anyone that Bucky was – to put it lightly – a shitty person. He always had been. In high school he took on the personality of every other boy he knew and paraded himself around as an amalgamation of them. Girls came in and out of life constantly. He couldn’t find it in him to just pick one. As terrible as it sounds he wanted to experience everything life had to offer.
Even if it meant stepping on others along the way.
That’s why you enamoured him. He walked all over you. He knows he does, and yet you greet him with that same soft smile you always do. Anytime something goes wrong you were right there. You would wait on him, no matter what he did to you.
You were a safety blanket for him whenever things became too much. You’d hold him and assure him of his worth, kiss him until he forgot whatever he was worked up over, and you’d make him coffee in the mornings.
It was a simple act but it meant a lot to him.
Sleeping around showed him different personalities – good and bad. Some girls were clingy and begged him to stay, others were immediately ready to leave right after. It was interesting.
He just remembered in college around the third time he had you over you woke up before him, and you made him coffee. He drank coffee every morning. It was a routine. Never did he trust people to make it for him either. He was just too picky.
But that day you had an early morning class. You left a sticky note next to the cup that genuinely made his heart flutter.
‘ Good morning Bucky! I know you’re particular but I tried. If it’s too terrible, just pour it out and pretend this never happened. ‘
In fact, he still had that sticky note in his wallet.
He wished he could go back to that point in his life. Stop him from making such terrible decisions when it comes to you. It wasn’t even three months ago that the two of you had a little argument and he went and found someone easy he could sleep with. It was like he craved so much attention he looked for it in all the wrong ways.
He didn’t have to go sleep with someone to get your attention. He already had your attention. For some reason he wanted you to be upset with him. He wanted you to be jealous of him and scream in his face about how awful he was.
You never did.
Even the day before he left whenever he was complaining about something insignificant. You didn’t want to kiss him before he left and he turned it into an argument. Everything was rather one sided. Your tired eyes staring back at him as he raged over nothing. Somehow he knew how to make everything about himself.
That little tiff should’ve worried him.
Never had you looked at him and plainly stated you didn’t want to kiss him. You looked like you didn’t even want to touch him. Usually you’d at least tear up whenever he started ranting, but you just stared at him. Your expression was devoid of any emotion. You looked tired.
Tired of him.
Even whenever he arrived at the hotel he was convinced he was the one in the right. Why would you turn him down? Why would you turn your boyfriend down? You didn’t even respond to him properly, you just listened to him and nodded. It didn’t hit him how ridiculous he was being until Sam scolded him like a child.
“Bucky, are you out of your damn mind? I don’t blame her. You’ve stepped out on that poor girl more times than I can count. I’m surprised she hasn’t left your sorry ass. You have a girl that will put up with your shit and you pick little fights, blame her, and go stick your dick in whoever looks your way. What's even more surprising is that you don’t even seem concerned that this girl is on the verge of falling apart and you just keep pushing. If you’re smart, you’ll get on your damn knees and beg for forgiveness. If you wanna keep playin’ dumbass then you’ll keep doing what you’re doing right now. Bitching and moaning while the only girl that has ever loved you sits in your apartment.”
Everything in him wanted to argue with Sam. He wanted to tell him about the moments where it was just the two of you being hopelessly in love. Now he was beginning to question his entire perception of his relationship.
You weren’t falling apart. You were just fine. He was sure of it.
Then he talked to Steve, and Steve told him the same thing as Sam. Only it hurt worse. Steve was talented at delivering the complete truth in a soft voice while metaphorically punching him in the gut at the same time.
Now he was seeing whatever everyone else was seeing.
You weren’t happy.
Thinking about all those times after he’d come crawling back to you and you’d just tell him it was okay. Sometimes you’d even take the blame to make him feel better. He was beginning to realize how much he really was hurting you. What he was doing to you wasn’t out of love or frustration.
He was just selfish.
Thinking he could do whatever he wanted and still have you at the same time. You took on all of his issues like they were your own. He used you like you were disposable.
Now he kept checking his phone. He’d sent you a ridiculous amount of messages over the weekend – he even left you voicemails. Bucky doesn’t leave voicemails. You hadn’t answered him at all, and he was slowly becoming worried. You always answered him or at least read the messages he sent. Now he was being left on delivered which was a very bitter taste of his own medicine.
“Steve, I think I’m gonna head home.” He said, patting his friend on the shoulder. Steve just nodded, continuing to lecture that same woman.
Pushing through the crowd of people he kept looking down at his phone. You should’ve responded by now. Walking out the door he was met with a wall of chilly air, but his blood was running hot at the moment. Keeping a considerably fast pace he headed towards his car, deciding to call you again.
“Please pick up, please pick up…”
Immediately he was met with an automated voice and he went from fast walking to running. Part of him was becoming angry at you, but his newly discovered sympathy didn’t blame you one bit. Running down a slick set of stairs he nearly ran into about twenty different people. He didn’t bother to mutter any apologies along the way. Finally getting to his car he shakily went through the keys before pulling the door open.
The entire drive he was cursing himself for just now realizing what he had. It took him six years to realize that you were a privilege, not a right. He was hoping you were just asleep, and that he could climb into bed with you and tell you how sorry he was.
He knows you’d heard it all before, but he really meant it this time.
Finally arriving at the apartment complex he didn’t even bother to lock the car, just hoping that no one would rob him. Waiting in the elevator he just kept thinking about you.
Coming to terms with the fact that he didn’t deserve you was very jarring. Thinking back to how innocently you had walked into his life and ignored everyone who spoke ill of him he felt completely idiotic. In those early days he couldn’t even convince you that he was a terrible person. Now he was pretty sure he didn’t have to convince you, you just believed it now.
Rushing down the hall he reached the familiar door of your shared apartment. He didn’t bother knocking; he just stuck the key in and opened the door haphazardly. Walking straight in he called out your name. Not getting an immediate response he rushed up the stairs and directly towards the bedroom. Kicking the door open he saw you putting a charger cord into your backpack.
This was a very delicate situation.
That feeling of impending doom was finally making sense to him. You were fully dressed, looking like you were ready to go somewhere. Which was completely out of character. You didn’t go places without telling him. You hadn’t even acknowledged him yet.
“Hey, you’re up late.” He said, cautiously walking towards you. Turning your head for a moment he caught a glimpse of your bloodshot eyes. This wasn’t normal. He’d never had to comfort you. You always comforted him. Everything about this was backwards.
Reaching out to touch you he was quickly met with your entire body moving away from him. Like even the idea of him touching you made your skin burn. That action hurt him more than he thought possible.
Turning around you smacked him across the face. It took a moment before he realized what happened. Reaching up and touching his face he was slightly stunned. The way you were looking at him was completely new. He’d never seen such an angry look in your eyes. He’d never even seen you act angry. Now you were staring at him so sharply he felt like a dog with its tail between its legs.
“I wanted to do this...nicely. I wanted to be calm and nice about it.” You started, and suddenly his heart was racing. Watching you yank the zipper closed on your bag he wanted to say something. Anything. Slinging the bag over your shoulders you reached out, shoving a key into his hand.
“Tell me one thing that you’ve given up for me.” You said. The question was pointed and threatening. He knew the answer. Absolutely nothing. Not a damn thing. Putting your hands on your head you laughed sarcastically. Looking down at the key in his hand he felt like he was living in a nightmare. This fantasy he had been living in was falling apart, and it was falling apart fast.
“I can tell you what I’ve given up for you. I stayed in this god awful city because you asked me to. I cut off the only friends I had because they knew how shit you were. I told my own family to fuck off because they didn’t like you. I turned down a job offer that I fucking dreamed of having since I was a goddamn kid.”
Bucky stared at you.
“And for what? For someone who has cheated on me so many times I can’t even keep count? For someone that doesn’t give a fuck about me? I gave up all that shit just for you. I spent six fucking years convincing myself I could change you. The best part is that I love you more than I have ever loved myself, and you’re the worst thing that has ever happened to me.”
Brushing past him he immediately followed behind you. Saying your name over and over trying to think of something he could say. Everything you were saying was true, but he just couldn’t take it. He couldn’t accept it, no matter how true it was.
He loved you, and you loved him.
You were his.
Rushing in front of you he pressed himself against the door knowing he couldn’t let you go. Unphased you began pulling at his shirt giving him a warning that if he didn’t move you’d smack him across the face again. Tears spilled from his eyes as he panicked. Reaching out he wrapped his arms around you, holding you despite your upset thrashing.
“James, if you don’t fu-”
“No no no.” He fell to his knees pulling you down with him. His breathing was erratic as he begged you not to make him let go. If he let go you would leave him. “I-I know I’m awful. I know I fucked up. I know that I hurt you. I know I ignored all your signs telling me I was hurting you. Fuck, I’m so sorry. I'm so sorry.” His pleading only made you pull away from him harder. Hard enough that you got away from him. Straight away he wrapped his arms around your legs as you stood, pressing his face against your stomach. Like a child begging a parent not to go.
“Let go of me James.”
Shaking his head he just tightened his grip on you, allowing a desperate cry to escape his throat. Reaching down you slipped your fingers underneath his hands trying to pry him off of you. Losing his grip he looked up at you, looking for any sign of change in your plans. “I love you.” He whispered, a last ditch effort to make you stay. You laughed, successfully pushing his arms off of you. Unperturbed, you stepped past him pulling the door open.
“Not as much as you love yourself.”
The door slammed behind him and he jumped at the sound. His heart wanted to chase after you, but his mind knew better. There was no changing your mind. He couldn’t fix this. A person can’t fix something broken beyond repair. All but hyperventilating he laid down on the cold tile floor, letting himself mourn this incredible loss.
He’d never go to sleep with you again.
He’d never wake up with you again.
He’d never hear your voice again.
He’d never kiss you again.
He’d never hold you again.
Apologies for any errors.
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See you around (Pt 1)
summary; it’s your first party & you meet someone new
pairing; fuckboy! bucky x reader
word count; 791 :)
notes; i wrote this at 2 am, forgive any grammar errors, this will be a series
warnings; 18+, minors you DO NOT interact with me, mentions of smut
It was late freshmen year of college & you were getting ready to go to your first party.
For a while you thought that parties were stupid. Just a place for people to get drunk and fuck. But after realizing how miserable you were staying at your apartment alone every night, you said fuck it & got ready for “the party of the century.” It was at some sorority house & everyone was invited. You were skeptical at it being “the party of the century” as sorority girls always exaggerated everything. You knew that since you used to be friends with one. Alison Smith. Although that’s a story for another time. (wink-wink)
You picked out your skimpiest outfit and were ready to go. Your best friend, Wanda, came to pick you up & she was talking about how amazing it was going to be. She gave you two rules to follow for the whole night & they were to not get super drunk and to not fuck someone you just met.
Not even a block in and you could see people walking towards the house.
The house way huge. It was probably a mega mansion, which meant there would be people everywhere. Wanda was more experienced with parties, so she caught you up on everything that you needed to know & who to stay away from.
The first person you saw was the person that Wanda told you to avoid the most. James (Bucky) Barnes. Apparently he was the biggest fuckboy on the campus & would do some random girl every night.
You could only catch a glance of him, yet you found him so cute?
You tried to ignore your thoughts as you met up with your other group of friends. The atmosphere felt a lot calmer with them around despite the loud music. After chatting for a bit, you went to get another drink.
On your way there, you happened to stumble across James again. You were about to avoid him until he started talking to you.
“Hey! I haven’t seen your pretty face around, you are?”
“Y/n, and you?” You knew his name, but you decided to act like you had no clue about who he was. He was a total fuckboy & you were about to mess with him.
He laughed as no one had ever asked for his name until he realized you were being serious.
“Oh, I’m James, but you can call me Bucky.”
“Why did you seem so surprised by that question?” You asked laughing, knowing what his answer would be.
“I guess I thought that everyone knew me, guess not. Wanna come outside with me?”
You thought about saying no before realizing the real reason you were here. To have fun.
“Sure why not.”
You followed him out of the crowded building & you saw Wanda on the way. She gave you a wink trusting that you wouldn’t do anything stupid. You two made it somewhere that was quiet & sat down by a pond.
“So Y/n, are you new or something. Why haven’t I seen you around?”
“I’m a freshman here, but I’ve never actually gone to a party, so this is my first.” You replied while drinking your beer.
“Well, welcome to the party scene. Consider me your new friend.”
You laughed at his comment.
“Oh really. I thought those were exclusive to your fuck buddies.”
“So you do know me.” He said finishing up his drink.
“Maybe, maybe not.”
There were a few seconds of silence before he leaned in to kiss you.
You kissed him back. You kissed him back. Why.
His little kiss turned into a full blown out make out session. Who knows how long you guys had been like this, but it didn’t matter, you were so lost in the moment. You both pulled away eventually. To be honest, you felt guilty for doing that. It was all happening way too quick, like straight out of a movie. The only reason why he was even talking to you was because he wanted someone new to fuck over. You knew your next move had to be smart, so you didn’t end up sleeping with him.
“That was fun.” You said. Knowing it would get on his nerves.
“I’m usually the one saying that.” He chuckled to himself.
“Well I’ll see you around?” You said while getting up to leave.
You getting up startled him. He was usually the one leaving.
“See you around.”
James was so confused on what the hell just happened. Right now he should have been taking her to his apartment to hear her moan his name. She should have gotten mad that they made out just for fun. They always do.
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What do you think of fuckboy!college!bucky? cause i jus- 🤤
omg! whoever you are, i love you!!!
fuckboy!bucky really is 😩😩😩
he’d be so fucking cocky. like you’ve heard rumors that he is a sex god, and you’ve been curious ever since. he would always be flirty, maybe sending winks your way!
but after you both end up fucking at some frat party, he’s whipped for you.
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I really really wanna chat about dbf!Bucky/bfd!Bucky or fuckboy Bucky in general. Talk to me or send asks! I don't have time to write sadly but wanna get creative as I am in a horny mood (and work sucks) LOL
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𝒕𝒉𝒆 (𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓) 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒚
summary ─ “why don’t we have this thing they call goodbye sex? one last time.” he leaned forward, his lips brushing your ear. “i’ll make it good for you.”
pairing ─ fuckboy!bucky barnes x reader
warnings ─ smut, +18, alcohol usage, exes, goodbye sex, light angst, dirty talk, pet names, drunkiness, oral sex, choking, riding, mentions of infidelity/cheating, bucky gets around is what i meant, mean!bucky (not extreme, just a bit heartless), sort of one night stand
a/n ─ you can thank @clementinesandstars for the idea they provided. without their idea, this fic wouldn’t be happening probably lol i really hope you like it! please leave a comment if you do, thank youuu <33
Crowds weren’t your thing most of the time, but tonight, it was a nice way of distracting yourself. Sweaty, half-drunk and half-naked bodies were grinding each other, bass boosted house music was blasting on the speakers, you almost forgot why you were sad this morning.
The alcohol in your hand had something to do with it, too. Closing your eyes, you tipped your head back and continued to dance.
This was probably the last party you might be able to attend in the next month or so since your exams were starting in a week. You were going to be busy as hell and you wanted to let it loose before the freight train hit you.
You leaned back against the body you felt behind you. It was warm and solid; must be a male, you thought and smiled to yourself. You felt arms around your waist and you were being pulled against the solid body fully.
“You look beautiful dancing on your own like that,” you heard them saying, and you froze. No fucking way, you thought to yourself and turned around.
Bucky Barnes was standing in front of you with a smirk and in a white wifebeater. The tattoos on both of his arms were on display, you could also pick his neck tattoos, too. His skinny black jeans were hugging his thick thighs beautifully, complimenting his ass along the way. His mid-length hair was swept back. He had a soft scruff going and, fuck me, you thought. He looked so good.
It didn’t give him any right to come up to your after what he had done to you, though.
“What the fuck, Bucky?” You hissed, stepping away from him. “You can’t do this shit with me anymore.” He narrowed his eyes. A playful smirk was on his lips, and you wanted to punch him.
“Why not?” He said. “We are having fun, and you know what amount of fun we have together. Have you forgotten already?” He grabbed the plastic cup in your hand and finished your drink, throwing the cup somewhere in the room. He stepped forward. “Why don’t we have this thing they call goodbye sex? One last time.” He leaned forward, his lips brushing your ear. “I’ll make it good for you.”
“Did you make it good for her, too?” You couldn’t help but spat at him. Your eyes were burning with the anger and hurt you felt. “You fucker,” you pushed him. “You screw around with her and then you think you have a right to come up to me and ask for a goodbye sex? Fuck you.” A spark went off in his steel blue eyes. He stepped forward once again, fully in your personal space now.
“Take your hate out on me,” he whispered, lips hovering over yours. “Get your frustration and all your anger out of me, baby. I put them there, get rid of them with me. C’mon…” You couldn’t help but shiver as his lips brushed against yours as he spoke.
You were brave enough to admit yourself that you were going give in to him eventually. Having him touch you like that one last time sounded like a heaven for you. You’ve been hurting ever since you found out that he dumped you for another woman whom he had been seeing around for some time, and even the thought of you stop hurting for a short while meant relief.
“Sweetheart…” He whispered as he stroked your cheek with his thumb. “Give in, come on. I know you want it…” You could feel tears welling up, but you didn’t want him to see you cry so you blinked them away. You whimpered softly. He took your whimper as ‘yes’ and leaned in to kiss you.
You moaned into his mouth when his lips met with yours. They were always so soft and always kissed you so sweet, you gasped lightly when you realized how they soothed your pain. Rising on your tiptoes, you wound your arms around his neck and pulled him in. Bucky growled as he wrapped his arms around your waist. His hold was tight and possessive; you loved it whenever he held you against him like this.
“Hold on,” he grunted. You tightened your arms around his neck and felt his hands grabbing the back of your thighs. In a blink, you were in his arms and being carried away from the crowd. You could feel the rings adorning his long and thick fingers. His tongue piercing was mocking with your tongue, making you let out little moans each time.
You didn’t realize that you were in some room until he laid you on the bed. You pulled back from his lips, breathless and achy. You watched him strip his wifebeater hungrily. His body was like a sculpture; all hard muscles and abs and bulging biceps with tattoos all over the tanned skin. You trailed your fingers over his abs, feeling them twitch. Bucky smirked and stuck his hands under your dress.
His lightly calloused, soft hands made contact with your bare thighs, and you gasped. You felt him trailing his hands upwards slowly, to drive you mad, and you whined as you arched your back. His touch was addicting, and you always responded to it so well, Bucky had told you so.
“The sounds you make, princess,” Bucky whispered. “They drove me fuckin’ crazy.” You mewled when he dug his nails in the skin of your hips. Bucky slowly peeled your dress off you, revealing an inch of deliciously naked skin to his hungry eyes with every step.
In under a minute, you were a naked and breathless mess before him. You felt your cheeks heat up, a sudden shyness seeping in, and you tried to cover your body as much as you could with your hands.
“No,” he whispered, “No, baby, lemme see.” He grabbed your hands and locked them in his hand over your head. His lips were right against your pulse, his hot breath was licking the sensitive skin there, making you shiver. Bucky dipped down and kissed the wildly beating pulse. He peppered kisses, sucking the skin a little and he bit down gently.
“Bucky…” You breathed. He just hummed and made his way downwards. His lips found your nipple, and he took one in his mouth; his fingers were playing with the other. Your nipples were sensitive as hell normally, but with the piercings on both of them ─Bucky made you do it─, they were even more sensitive. You cried out in ecstasy, head thrown back. Bucky continued to suck on the sensitive nipple, continued to pinch and roll the other one between his thumb and point finger. “God, fuck, Bucky!” You gasped when you felt his teeth grazing over the piercing.
“I told you getting them pierced was a great idea,” he murmured after he pulled back. “Lookit these cute things,” he cooed as he pinched both your nipples. “They look so good, baby, with these things on. You look so fuckin’ sexy with’em.” He dipped down again but to suck on your other nipple, and you grabbed him by the hair as he went on sucking.
“Fuck,” you moaned. “Fuck, fuck!” Your whole body was alive with the pleasure Bucky was giving you. Your toes were curling, your thighs were trembling slightly and your clit was throbbing. You were burning alive. “Please…” You whimpered. You pulled on Bucky’s hair hard, causing him to moan throatily. He pulled briefly.
“That’s not how you ask things, now, is it?” He asked, raising a brow at you. You swallowed harshly as you surpassed a violent shiver because of the way he was looking at you. He slapped your nipple. “Ask me nicely.” You whimpered.
“Sir,” you moaned. His pleased, cocksure smirk took over his lips. “Please,” you whispered. “Please, I need you, sir.”
“That’s it, baby,” he murmured, his hands stroking your thighs gently. “What you want? Hm? Tell me.” He peppered kisses all over your stomach, his nose poked your breasts and you shivered. “C’mon, tell me.”
“I wanna come,” you breathed. Your eyes closed already, fingers playing with Bucky’s hair. “Please, sir, I wanna come.” Bucky hummed and moved down on the bed, laying down on his stomach. Your heart jumped to your mouth with his new position. He took your legs and placed them over his broad shoulders.
You knew it was coming but the first lick he gave you had you screaming. You threw your head back, eyes closed and back arched, you cried out. With kitten licks, he cleaned the slick on your lips and eased some of the throbbing on your clit. You heard him clearing his throat and you lifted your head to watch him. He pulled back to spit the slick he collected from your pussy on you.
“Oh, fuck,” you moaned as you took in the sight. You felt his spit trailing down and making you shudder with the feeling. Your thighs trembled around his head. He soothed it by rubbing them up and down. Then, he leaned in and gave you a fat lick; a kind of lick where you felt his piercing stroking your sensitive flesh. “James!”
He hummed. He was licking and slurping on your pussy all the while rubbing your thighs gently and holding your hips down. Your back was arched and head thrown back once again. Your fingers were deep in his thick chestnut hair, pulling and just holding.
Bucky was eating your pussy like he had been starving.
You keened high when you felt the familiar tightening on your belly. “Sir,” you moaned. “’m close, sir. Please, I’m─” You moaned again. “Fuuck, sir, ‘m so close─”
Bucky pulled back only to slide two of his fingers in you. “Come, baby,” he murmured. “Come.” He buried his face again; lips around your clit, fingers plunging in and out of you rapidly, you fell from the edge. You gasped, pulled on his hair and your thighs trapped his head there. Bucky hummed throughout your orgasm.
You moaned as you pushed his face away a little. Things were becoming a bit sensitive. He pulled back. His chin was shining with your slick, and the sight made you feel all warm. Bucky made his way up to your lips. He pressed a sweet, chaste kiss. You smiled.
“You always look so damn sexy when you come,” he whispered against your lips and bent down to kiss you again, but this time you didn’t let him pull back. You kissed him all the while slowly pushing him onto his back, climbing on his lap and continued to kiss him while sitting on his lap. You could feel his hard cock under you, trapped in his jeans. Your hands found his belt and you quickly got rid of it. Unbuttoning his jeans and pulling the zipper were the next steps, and then you pulled back to strip him from his jeans. It needed a bit work, but it was off and you were back on his lap. You handed him the condom you pulled out from his pocket. Bucky reached for it as he also pulled you down to kiss you again. You helped him put the condom on.
Bucky wiggled on the bed, taking a comfy position for you to ride him. You smiled and mounted him, grabbing his hard cock, you lined it up.
You always loved riding him, always loved how he made you feel when you sank down on him, loved how it made him grab your hips tightly to stop himself from coming. Just like now; he was holding onto your hips, nails and rings digging into your skin and his head was thrown back, his neck was exposed. You breathed a sigh as you bottomed out. You stayed like that for a couple seconds and then, you started to move.
It was slow and light movements at first, but soon you started to bounce on his cock. Breathless little moans and grunts slipped from his mouth. His hands came down on the soft flesh of your ass harshly for a couple times, smacking sounds only spurring you on even more.
“Holy shit,” he moaned and let out a deep growl. “Yes, yeah, like that…” He bit his lip, eyes hooded and dark, hair a mess, he looked so beautiful under you. You whimpered when he grazed over your sweet spot. You leaned forward and placed your hands on his pecs for support. Your thighs were burning with the exhaustion, but you were close. You could feel Bucky was also close; he was whimpering and moaning softly as he murmured filth under his breath. “God, yeah, yeah. Fuck.”
You chuckled breathlessly. You loved it when he was all gone during sex. It made you feel powerful knowing that you did that. Bucky moaned when you rode him even harder and quicker. His hands tightened on your hips and he pinned them down. Then, he planted his feet on the bed and started to thrust up into you. You screamed. Mouth dropped open, you moaned and gasped. His slick skin was smacking against yours, creating obscene sounds, you whimpered. He felt so good in you, filled you up so nicely… He was going to make you come, it was so close.
“Fuck, ‘m close,” you breathed. Bucky groaned out an approval as he threw his head back, driving his hips up at a mad pace. You slid your hand and grabbed his throat. He choked on a moan, eyes snapping open, steel blue eyes found yours. You squeezed it lightly.
“Motherfuck─” He managed and his pace faltered. He groaned loud and long as he came, his thigh muscles jumping and twitching madly under yours. He exposed his throat even more to you, pressing it into your hand. You moaned as you felt his cock twitch in you. He moved one of his hands from your hip to your clit and he rubbed it with his thumb. You gasped.
“Oh!” You cried out, “Oh, Bucky, James, fuck!” You felt the center of your world shift and whole body convulsing as you came on his cock.
“JesusfuckingChrist,” he gritted. “You’re like a fuckin’ vice, what the fuck.” You squeezed your hand around his throat, digging your nails a bit deeper. He let out a guttural moan. You pulled your hand back as you collapsed on his chest.
“Holy shit,” you breathed. Bucky hummed. He rolled you over and pulled out slowly. You lay on the bed; your legs had turned into jelly and your body buzzing with pleasure still. You watched Bucky disposing the condom and reaching for his jeans. He pulled them on, doing a quick work with his belt, too. You suddenly started to feel cold. Bucky reached for his undershirt and put it on.
“Well,” he said. “Goodbye.” He threw you a distant smile and walked out of the room, briefly letting in the noises from the party that was still going on downstairs.
You tensed. All the good feelings came with the sex had gone in a blink, and you shivered. Reaching for your own clothes, you put them on. There was an empty feeling inside of you. You couldn’t feel if your heart was still beating, or if your skin was still warm. All you could feel was the cold air around you and the emptiness.
You sobbed once silently as you, too, walked out of the room. He wanted to have a goodbye sex and that was what you had.
You never thought returning back to the real world where you didn’t have him would hurt this bad, but it did: You were hurting all over.
You sighed deeply, closing your eyes for a second. You were used to the pain that came with him. It was why you loved him in the first place. You knew you could never have him, but it didn’t stop you.
Letting the house music fill into your mind, you made your way downstairs to find more alcohol.
You felt enough for a night, you thought. It was time to feel nothing and time to have some real fun. After all, this was the after party.
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𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐒 𝐈𝐈
Basically a list of all my favorite fics pt2.
𝐿𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑈𝑝𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝟷𝟾/𝟶𝟽/𝟸𝟷
Bucky x Reader:
☽ 𝘽𝙖𝙙 𝙈𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 (series) by @justreadingfics
Bucky x Reader
"Bucky and the Reader are set up on a date, but things don’t go as well as expected."
☽ 𝘾𝙧𝙖𝙬𝙡 𝙃𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙃𝙚𝙧 by @wkemeup
Bucky x Reader
"Stranded without coms, alone, and bleeding out in the middle of a Russian snow storm, Bucky is content to let nature take its course. Only you won’t seem to let him go."
☽ 𝙄'𝙢 𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙔𝙤𝙪 (mini series) by @wkemeup
Bucky x Reader, modern!au
"When two strangers meet on a layover in the Charlotte Airport, they are sent on a whirlwind weekend filled with cancelled flights, painful questions over giant checkers, an ex-boyfriend’s wedding, and a confrontational graduation. They find that a lifetime can sit in the span of three days and it doesn’t take very long at all to fall in love. "
☽ 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙃𝙪𝙗 (series) by @world-of-aus
Pornstar!Bucky x Pornstar!Reader
"A collection of one-shots set in an AU world where the boys are porn stars working for stark entertainment"
☽ 𝙏𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙎𝙪𝙗𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 (series) by @world-of-aus
Roommate!Bucky x Roommate Reader
"Meeting Bucky Barnes was your last chance at trying to make it on your own. With days left before you were being evicted from your rundown apartment, you and your pair of friends knew he was your only hope before you had to tuck tail and return home. Meeting Bucky Barnes would not only be your chance at a new start, but would also introduce you into a world you had only heard of through tongue, a world you had only seen in films."
☽ 𝙉𝙤𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙄𝙩 𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝘿𝙤 by @ritesofreverie
Divorced dilf!bucky x fem!reader
"the hot dad next door finds your onlyfans.. oops?"
☽ 𝙏𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 by @gogolucky13
70spornstar!Bucky Barnes x 70spornstar!Reader
"As a rising star in the adult film industry, you catch the eye of a one Bucky Barnes, who is set on ensuring you only work with him."
☽ 𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙮 𝙈𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙡 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 (series) by @mypoisonedvine
sub!bucky barnes x dominatrix!reader
"working as a dominatrix is never exactly easy, but a new client brings challenges you never expected."
☽ 𝙏𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙈𝙚 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙊𝙬𝙣 𝙈𝙚 by @buckysboobs
mafia!bucky x reader
"daddy teaches his little starlet a lesson when she acts like a brat and accuses him of cheating."
☽ 𝘼𝙘𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 by @celestialbarnes
TFAWS Bucky x Reader
"in which you and bucky don’t like each other very much, not until one afternoon when you two finally decided to get acquainted. (enemies to lovers)"
☽ 𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙨 by @kinanabinks
Bucky Barnes x Reader
"Anna is your best friend. Anna recently broke up her with shitty boyfriend, Bucky. Anna wants you to go pick up her stuff from their shared apartment. Bucky hates you. You hate Bucky. But you soon realize that there’s a thin line between hate and horny."
☽ 𝘿𝙚𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙚 by @nsfwsebbie
Dark!bucky barnes x innocent!reader
"you become buckys little slut."
☽ 𝙏𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙋𝙚𝙩 by @nsfwsebbie
Dark!professor!bucky x innocent!female reader
"your professor decides to corrupt you into his little slut."
☽ 𝗶’𝗺 𝗯𝗲𝗴𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 (𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱) by @cupidsbarnes
Bucky barnes x female!reader
"bucky doesn’t do love, you love bucky. being friends with benefits makes sense, right?"
☽ 𝘾𝙞𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨, 𝙈𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙎𝙪𝙣 by @babycap
Bucky barnes x fem!reader
"Steve's getting married, and as much as it thrills you that one-third of your 'to the end of the line' trio is getting hitched, it also fills you with dread at the prospect of your ex-fiance also being on the guest list. Luckily for you, the other third of your trio (who you are most certainly, absolutely not in love with) has a plan. A childhood friends-to-lovers, fake dating AU fic."
☽ 𝘽𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙩 (series) by @boxofbonesfic
Chef!Bucky x Aspiring Chef!Reader
"Kitchens are loud and hot, but you’ve never minded that. Never minded the burnt fingers, and cut hands. What you do mind is Chef Barnes, the cocky talent that put Black Adder Brewery on the map. You’re even less used to hating someone quite this much, but you’re sure, somehow, you’ll manage—if you don’t stab him first."
☽ 𝙈𝙪𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙒𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚 by @gotnofucks
Pornstar!Steve x Reader, Steve x Reader x Bucky
"When Sergeant Barnes assigns you a murder case at the brothel, you didn’t know you’d cross paths with Steve Rogers who was a bigger mystery than the case itself."
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Fake It Til' Ya Break It: Part 4
Bucky had a plan. And whether that plan was brilliant or the shittiest stupidest thing he would ever do, it didn't matter to him as long as it worked.
If he could get Noelle jealous, if he could make the little green monster surface, if he could make her envious of him being in a new relationship, maybe it would drive her back to him. Maybe it would make her re-evaluate her decision.
He knew that made him some kind of asshole, a special kind of douchebag, as you would call him. But Bucky didn't give a shit. He was in love with her even after their relationship ended.
Noelle was a beautiful woman and Bucky thought she was perfect in every way. She was confident, she knew what she wanted and she would not take no for an answer. She was determined, she wouldn't be pushed around. She was talented, she was sensual.
Bucky was in love with her, and he would do anything to get back together with her. Even if it took entering a fake relationship, parading around like he was a man in love, to stir up jealousy.
Bucky would do whatever it took. He was desperate. He needed to do this.
But in doing this, he would be forced to swallow a bitter pill when it came to asking for help. The person he had in mind to help him, was someone he spent most of his life not hating entirely, but enough.
He couldn't ask any of his exes, he had told Noelle about all of them, and if he wanted to make this work, it had to be someone she had never met before, never heard of.
Of course Bucky knew it wouldn’t be easy. You’d soon rather make him get on his knees and beg than hive in, but maybe there was another way.
He knew of your desire to go to Italy, it had been something you wanted to do since you were a kid. You had always dreamed of going to the beautiful country. You always wanted to see Venice, the Coliseum, Pompeii. And Bucky would pay for the whole trip. He would pay for it all if you just helped him get Noelle back.
You felt the heat from the fire on your bare legs, pleasantly wonderful. As you sat in one of the lawn chairs Steve had kicking around, you slid further into the chair, your legs spread. You had aa bottle of beer in your right hand, your cell phone in the left.
“No Peggy tonight?” You raised your head, staring Steve down as he sat on the other side of the fire, his flannel shirt rolled up to his elbows, the first two buttons undone. He was leaning forward, his elbows resting on his knees as he shoved a roasting stick with a marshmallow on the end, into the fire.
“She's got study hall.” He turned the stick over in his hand, craning his neck from left to right, cracks and pops meshing with the pops of the logs in. the fire.
“She seems nice. I like her. And if she can keep you from making stupid ass decisions then you should just marry her now.” You lift your beer to your lips, sipping the cold alcohol slowly.
“I want to.” Steve spoke honestly, a soft smile on her face. “I love her. I'd love to marry her.”
Your eyes widened and you sputtered as the beer went down the wrong throat. You set your beer down as you choked, leaning forward, tapping on your chest. “Did you just say you want to marry her?”
“Eventually, brat.” Steve sat up, pulling his roasting stick out of the fire. “Need to finish university first, but yeah. I want to marry her.”
A smile broke out on your face, one to match Steve's. “I’m so incredibly happy for you, Steve. I really am. She seems like an amazing person.”
You grabbed the bottle of beer beside your lawn chair, turning it in your hands as you dazed into the fire. You were lost in thought, lost in your own mind, only broken out of it by a hand landing sharply on your knee.
“I need your help.” You jerked and jumped, eyes narrowing and a scowl replacing your smile when you saw Bucky standing above you.
“They let you leave the tower, Quasimodo?” You swung your leg over the chair, kicking Bucky in the back of his thigh, sneering.
“Ha ha, fuck you.” Bucky swiped your beer from your hand, sowing the rest of it before handing the empty bottle back to you.
“I need your help.” He spoke again, sitting in the chair beside Steve's.
“I need you to act like my girlfriend to make my ex-girlfriend jealous.” You scoffed into your beer, setting the bottle down on the stump in the backyard.
“I’m sorry, but did I just heard Bucky ‘The Ladies Man’ Barnes asking for my help in winning back his ex?” You sat back against your chair, your arms crossed over your chest.
“She’s with someone new. Some fucking genius wannabe doctor.” Bucky, the boy you’d known your entire life, was looking at you like you were his only hope, his blue eyes were wide and he had this ridiculous pout on his face. “I need your help.”
“Because you’re a whore who can’t keep your dick out of women’s vagina’s.” There was silence in the room, and a look of disgust thrown your way from your brother.
“Steve?” You looked at your older brother, his silence a dead give away to how uncomfortable he was about all of this.
“Making Noelle jealous, did you think this through Buck?” His concern was a staple of Steve's personality. He was a gentlemen, but not a complete pushover. He didn't like the thought of women getting hurt by the crossfire of a messy relationship.
“This could work Stevie. This could be it.” Bucky spoke with the king of confidence that made you want to roll his eyes.
“Yeah but you want to use my sister…” Steve started and stopped, hesitating as something else was on the tip of his tongue.
“I don’t want you having sex with my sister…” Steve drank from his own bottle of beer as he shook his head.
“Listen to me Stevie, your sister would be the last woman I would ever sleep with. Hell, how do we even know she’s a woman? I mean fuck, she could be a goddamn soul sucking demon for all we know.” Bucky grinned and dodged the throw pillow you tossed at it.
“Fuck you, James Buchanan.” You knew he hated being called that, you knew he hated hearing his first and middle name, and that is the very reason you called him that.
“Will you help or not?” You sighed and made your way to Bucky, falling into his lap, your arms wrapping around his neck, one leg crossing over the other.
“And what’s in it for me?” Your faces were inches apart, but instead of wanting to kiss Bucky, like every other girl on campus, you would rather hit him.
He was arrogant, he was a ladies man, he was a player. And he was also your brothers best friend. Your feelings for Bucky went just beyond friendship and now quite as deep as loathing.
“You help me and I’ll pay for your trip to Italy. The whole damn trip.” Bucky’s hands moved to your waist, his hopeful and desperate look reminding you of a puppy.
“Fine. I’ll help you. You prick.” You flicked him in the forehead as you stood and held up your beer bottle. “Another?”
When you received no answer, you turned and walked into the house, slamming the empty bottle into the case sitting by the door.
Bucky wanted help winning Noelle back, and while you positively loathed the idea of fake dating that prick, if he was planning on paying for your trip to Italy, then bring it the fuck on.
You'd fake date Bucky, but you weren't doing this half assed.
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SOOOOOO, I met this boy and he reminds me of exactly what 40s fuck boy Bucky would be like in the present. Like seriously- the haircut and all. I wish I could share a picture of him on here, but that would hella be violating his privacy.
Just imagine modern day fuck boy Bucky- with his 40s haircut. Like man blouses and leather jackets and rings.
I can NOT
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fuckboy!bucky making you wear his rings on a chain around your neck to show everyone you’re his even tho you’re just “fwb”
let’s the set the scene: he accidentally leaves his rings and chain at your place when he was in a rush one morning. so you send him a cheeky text/snap wearing them like finders keepers
and his text back is just:
you look so fucking hot.
keep wearing them, baby. want everyone to know you’re mine.
and you do…accessorizing with them and oh my god bucky loses his mind when he sees you wearing them. he would be feral, just loosing it as he drags you by his chain into his bedroom.
growling “my dick’s been hard ever since those texts baby girl, wanna see your fingers wrapped ‘round my cock with my rings on ‘em.” before you’re riding him in nothing but his chain on and he just moans “this is my favourite thing ever—shit, baby you gotta slow down or else ‘m gonna cum.” 😵💫
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Until You Breathe Fresher Air
Moodboard by the lovely @commonintrest
" you never really see how toxic someone is until you breathe fresher air. "
Fuckboy!Bucky x Reader
Part one : You've been in a relationship with Bucky since college. You spend six years in a relationship with him, convinced you can somehow change him. You deal with his antics for longer than you can handle. Finally realizing how unhealthy your relationship is, you decide to make a decision you've been avoiding for far too long.
Part two : wip ⏳
send some over if you feel so inclined!
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Sorry to bother you again but I just thought of reader (who's bisexual or pansexual or something) and she says something about being with women or something and fuckboy!bucky just takes a minute cause he didn't know and realises she has more knowledge than him - 🔮
no, you’re not bothering me! i love the idea of him being super cocky and then quickly realizes he doesn’t know as much as he thought he did!
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BUCKY BARNES’ HOTTEST MOMENTS
48. 42/161 votes | Bucky antagonizing John Walker in The Star-Spangled Man [prev]
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who I write for:
Summary: Tom asked you a life changing question but you can’t give the right answer.
Warning: Themes of mental health issues such as depression and Eating disorders
Word count: 1481
Summary: Tom has spent more time memorizing his script than he does sleeping.
Word count: 488
A Classroom Visit:
Summary: Tom visit your kindergarten class one day to drop off your lunch bag. Now all your students know you date Spiderman
Word count: 1063
No body No crime:
Summary: Tom knows you had something to do with the victims disappearance and its driving his crazy that you don’t crack easily
Warning: Murder?? Sexual innuendos, Cops
Word Count: 1412
Summary: It’s a tradition for Tom to fuck you before going on stage
Warning: Smut, cursing
Word count: 700
Scotty Doesn't Know: (Prologue to Rockstar)
Summary: The story on how you’re relationship with Tom began
Warning: Smut, violence, and cheating
Word count: 2324
Summary: Dating the leader of the toughest gang in London was bound to gain you enemies. So after one particular encounter Y/N in sent to the hospital to recover but they didn’t expect this news
Warning: Car crash, slight mention of violence
Word count: 1453
Summary: Tom is terrified about you finding out his job but when he brings you to his house he has no choice but to tell you
Warning: SMALL mention of murder but nothing bad
Word count: 2374
Summary: After a bad mistake of wanting to make Tom jealous you have to deal with the consequences of being a tease
Warning: SMUT 18+
Word count: 2326
Summary: Tom has an emergency meeting and asks you to babysit. You say yes, determined to get his daughter to be comfortable around you
Word count: 1516
Are those my jeans?
Summary: When you start to suspect that you’re pregnant, you’re too scared to tell Tom
Word count: 631
Let me thank you
Summary: Tom keeps waking you up at late hours so you can patch him up. Tonight me finally thanks you
Warning: Smut (Oral Female receiving), mentions of bruises and cuts
Word count: 1005
Perfect Little Angel
Summary: After finally getting away from your mother and her annoying party guests, you and Tom decided to make this party a little more interesting
Warning: SMUT (oral, exhibitonism daddy kink) drinking
Word count: 1365
I Wanna Wear Your Tie
Request: Can you please do a professor tom x student reader, shes of age of course, and he takes a liking to her for being so smart and he can barely contain himself with every outfit she wears. And one day after class he asks her to hang back and things get very SMUTTY?
Warning: Smut (oral, choking, vaginal sex), student/teacher relationship, cursing, age gap (legal)
Word count: 4081
Tom watching his daughter grow up (dad!tom)
Surprising Tom on set (Stepdad ! Tom Holland x mom actress reader)
Tom get jealously of your ex boyfriend
Tom apologizes after an argument (song request)
Summary: Peter is determined to get you to enjoy the snow
Word count: 681
Summary: dealing with the stress of your family's expectations leads you to have an anxiety attack on the roof. Thankful Peter is a great shoulder to cry on
Warning: Themes of anxiety, dropping out of college, family expectations
Word Count: 1550
Let's get married:
Summary: On a class trip to Vegas, Peter is determined to make this trip a memorable one, even if it means doing something crazy.
Word count: 2911
The Moment I knew:
Summary: All you asked for was one day to spend with your boyfriend and family, but Peter has let him role as Spiderman take over his life
Warning: maybe a curse word towards the end but other than that nothing
Word Count: 1520
Begin Again (part 2 of the moment I knew)
Summary: 8 months after you broke up with Peter, you finally agree to meet up with him, but you’re still unsure if he deserves a second chance
Word count: 1409
College!Peter dating someone clumsy
Peter loves your boobs especially when he’s stressed
Tell Peter you’re ready for more than a quick make out (part 2 SMUT)
Peter watching you leave for the summer (Part 2 (Reuniting))
My Boyfriend’s Back
Summary: Arvin is out of town for a few days but when he returns and hears the news about boys making you uncomfortable he decides to take matters into his own hands
Warning: Violence??, Creepy boys, curse words
Word count: 1185
Your ex boyfriend messed up Arvin’s car
Summary: When you get sick, Sebastian is there to take care of you
Word count: 538
I Hate you?
Summary: You’re convinced Bucky hates you. Bucky’s convinced you hate him. Steve is just tired of hearing you both complain and finally decides to set you both up
Word count: 1569
Summary: Bucky doesn’t like to be touched but when you accidentally fall asleep on him one night he realizes he could never get tired of your touch
Word count: 1175
Summary: You give Bucky his first slushie
Word count: 415
Summary: Bucky has to tell you that he leaves tomorrow but not without leaving you with plans for when he gets back
Word count: 1344
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not me starting the next chapter of lovers ≠ friends with you up?
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summary ─ he was toxic. most of the time you were with him, you were used for pleasure only, you knew that, and he wasn’t hiding it. maybe it was how good he made you feel that made you fell in love with him, or maybe it was the fact that he somehow made you feel like you were someone ─ but you fell in love with him. although you knew in the beginning that you shouldn’t have, it was way too late for that, now. you were in too deep.
pairing ─ fuckboy!bucky barnes x reader
warnings ─ +18, smut, angst, college au, infidelity/cheating, alcohol consumption, rough sex, pet names, dirty talk, even more angst, the relationship between the reader and bucky is toxic af, light choking, light brutal strength (not a*use, no) [more tags to be added later]
the (after) party
till dawn (here comes the sun)
echoes of silence
blurbs: birthday morning ─ sexy video message
THIS WORK IS COMPLETED.
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